brennan's favorite new hobby.
last night i jumped 3 feet and lost my breath when i came around the corner at 1am and found brennan quietly sitting on his knees in the upstairs hall.staring at me.
he must have been watching me clean up the kitchen.
i scare easily.
this is a known fact in my family.
which sean uses to his advantage frequently.
i mean really,
all you have to do is walk up to me and say, "boo."
no added effort necessary.
i can even know you're coming.
so after i jumped and gasped for air, heart racing, body like jello {i know, i'm a wuss},
i got to carry him downstairs for a drink of milk.
and then came the cherry on top.
rocking him.
AND singing to him.
his request.
it's a good thing i was already awake.
b/c if i had been asleep i would have been really grumpy about it.
whined about how he should just get back in bed.
and NOW.
i was not grumpy last night.
i was blissfully enjoying my little baby.
big boy.
{i'll love you forever, i'll like for always, as long as i'm living, my baby you'll be.}
and what did he want me to sing?
baby beluga.
i died and went to heaven:)
brennan,
you had me at "boo."
or beluga.
whichever.
